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The Boys Locker Room

Sierra hung back in the locker room, watching as her fellow dancers finished getting dressed and left. No one said a word to her-not that she expected they would, since none of them liked her at all. They hated her for being beautiful, with long jet black hair and big icy blue eyes, C-cup breasts and a tiny waist, long legs that went on for forever and a devilishly charming smile. They hated her for being the favorite, the one who brought all the guys to the games, the one who got all the attention.

Quite simply, they hated that she was so obvious about being a slut, while they had to sneak around and pretend they weren’t fucking whoever took them to the movies. She would have with them being in college now, they’d be a little more open with their sexuality.

She let her lips curl into a slow smile as the last one swished past her with her nose in the air. “Bitch,” Sierra muttered under her breath. She despised the trust-fund snobs as much as they despised her, but the dance squad gig was a sweet deal. Not that she really needed an excuse to find her way into the football players’ locker room after dance practice, but it helped.

She waited a minute to make sure no one was going to come back and surprise her, then moved quickly across the hall and slowly pushed open the door to the boys’ locker room. She heard the laughter and the sounds of running water and felt the steam roll out to her. The heat hit her and instantly made her wet.

“Hey boys!” she called out, grinning slyly as she stepped back into the inner sanctum.

There were only five of the guys still there, and they all looked up in anticipation when they heard her voice.

“Hey, Sierra,” Brett drawled. The tall brunette’s eyes sparkled as he shifted his hips, the towel that was loosely knotted around them dropping to the floor. Sierra licked her lips as she eagerly eyed his cock. It was still soft, but that was changing rapidly. “I was beginning to wonder if you weren’t coming today.”

Sierra laughed. “I plan on cumming quite a bit today,” she said with a wink. She walked closer to him and slid her hand down his chest and stomach, wrapping her fingers around his cock and stroking it slowly. He groaned and arched into her hand as his cock hardened.


Tease In a Sun Dress

My phone lights up, vibrates against the table and chimes. Text message. I walk over to check and my heart skips a beat for a moment. It’s from her.

“Hey, I’m bored… you should head over.”

I’m a little torn with what to do, she’s such a tease but I keep telling myself that maybe this one time she’ll be different so I head over.

A few minutes later I’m standing on her doorstep and she’s answering the door, barefoot, in a cute little sundress. Her green eyes sparkle and she grabs the front of my shirt, pulling me inside. I’m a little taken aback but I follow her inside, closing the door behind me. She stops abruptly causing me to run into her and she takes the opportunity to grind her ass back into me. She flips her blonde hair over her shoulder and looks me square in the eye, then winks.


“So, wanna watch a movie or something?”

She’s gotta be joking. She called me over here practically in the middle of the night to watch a movie? I can tell she doesn’t think tonight will be any different from before. She calls me over, teases me to the point of frustration and then kicks me out. Not tonight.

“Not exactly what I had in mind…”

She looks up at me and puts on her best pouty expression, one finger playing idly with the bottom of her sundress. I can’t take it.

“Ok fine, what movie did you have in mind?”

She giggles and runs over to her stack of DVDs, making sure to bend over at the waist instead of kneeling down. I can see she’s not wearing anything underneath. What a fucking tease. I walk over behind her and run my hand across her ass. She whirls around as she slaps my hand away.

“Ah ah ah, no touching!”

She flashes a dazzling smile at me and then turns back around, bending over even slower and more deliberately. My eyes narrow and I can feel my patience running thin. This has been going on for weeks! Her hands move in front of her and I think she’s picked out a movie. She stands up, turns around and with the most angelic face I’ve ever seen shows me a blank DVD case. I ignore the DVD case, her sundress is pulled down just a little more than before and I can tell she’s not wearing a bra.

“Found one!”

She starts to move past me, pauses, stands up on her tiptoes and whispers into my ear, her nipples pressing into my chest.

“Enjoying the show?”

I can feel her hot breath on my ear and then it’s gone. That’s it, I’ve had it. I can’t take any more of this teasing! When I finally get my breathing under control and turn to look for her she’s over on the couch, legs spread wide and her sundress hiked up to her waist with a devious smile on her face.

“How about now?”

I step across the room quickly, grab one of her outstretched legs and spin her around onto her stomach.

“Hey, what are you doing?!”

“You’re such a fuckin’ tease, you know that? I bet you’ve just been waiting for someone to finally stop taking it and give it to you!”

I grab her wrists and hold them behind her back, they’re so tiny I can fit them both in one hand. She struggles a bit but she’s not in the position to break my grip. I use my knees to spread her legs and let my free hand run down her thigh, then back up to her pussy. It’s dripping wet already.

“See? You’re already wet and all you’ve been doing is ‘putting on a show’.”

She opens her mouth to speak but nothing comes out. I can tell she really wants it. I slide one finger inside her, it goes in without any trouble. I can her breathing pick up just a little and then I pull my finger out. She whimpers, barely audibly, and turns her head. Her lips are parted and her green eyes seem to be burning. I hold my hand up to her face and her tongue flits out to lick it, she cranes her neck forward to get a better taste but I pull my hand away.

“Ah ah ah, this is MY dessert.”

With that, I make a show of putting my finger into my mouth and sucking every last drop of her juices off it. Now she’s glaring daggers at me. She tastes amazing. I look around the room, see her bathrobe draped across a chair and an idea sparks into my head. I look back at her and slip two fingers inside her, curling them slightly. Her back arches and she lets out a louder moan. I pull my fingers out.

“Stay here, on your knees.”


“No buts. Stay. Here.”

I stare into her eyes, she looks back and forth between mine and then slumps.

“Ok fine.”

I let go of her wrists, get up and go to her bathrobe. The sash is still there. Pulling the soft sash out I walk back to her, marveling at how beautiful she looks with her hair fanned out across the couch, her arms still behind her even though I’m not holding her anymore. Her legs spread wantonly. Fuck she is hot. I tie her hands behind her back and pull her back up until she’s kneeling. I turn her towards me.

“You know what you’ve gotten yourself into now don’t you?”

Without breaking eye contact she nods at me.


My hands are trembling now as I unzip my jeans. I can’t believe this is happening! My jeans fall to the floor and her eyes widen a bit when she sees how hard I am. I smile inwardly and hook my thumbs into the waistband of my boxer-briefs. Slowly I pull them down, letting just the tip of my cock free. Her eyes are glued to it, transfixed. I doubt she notices the way she licks her lips. The briefs continue their slow slide down my legs, revealing more and more of myself.

Her lips part and she leans forward, her tongue sticks out and tentatively touches the base of my cock. I take a step forward and she opens her mouth wider, taking one of my balls into the wet warmth of her mouth. A shiver runs up my spine and I can feel her suck in. I can’t let her take control of the situation again. I pull away and straighten my cock in front of me, she opens her mouth. I slap her face gently with my cock. She shakes her head and stares up at me. I slap her with it again.

“Open your mouth.”

She does. I slide myself into her waiting mouth and another shiver runs up my spine. I keep pushing into her, my hands grip the back of her head. Her mouth is almost halfway down my cock. I start to fuck her mouth, slowly at first but the sensation is incredible. I can’t control myself and I start to thrust my hips faster. I can feel myself getting close after a few minutes of this and I pull out. She’s gasping for breath but I look down and her nipples are rock hard, her hair is a mess and her face is flushed.

I wait a moment, let her get her breath back. She looks up at me, her eyes semi-glazed with lust.

“Let me finish it, please.”

I can’t resist, I slap her twice across the face with my cock again and then shove it back into her mouth. This time she has me ready to cum in less than a minute. I tell her that. All she does is start to bob her head faster.

“I’m going… to cum… in your mouth.”

She stops, but I keep moving her head.

“And you’re going to swallow. Every. Single. Drop.”

She looks up at me, she can see the determination in my eyes. She nods, and I start to cum. My cock twitches over and over again and I can tell she’s struggling to breath and swallow it all. I finally stop cumming and look down at her face. She’s out of breath, and there’s a drop of my cum still on her lips but she looks content.

I pull my pants up and turn to go and she stammers.

“Wh–where are you going?”

“Home. I’ll be back tomorrow.”

Bachelor Party Cuckold

This true story is about how I became a cuckold. When I became engaged, despite my objections my friends decided to hold a bachelor party for me. Since they knew I would object, they had to trick me into coming. My best friend John called me and asked if I wanted to watch the Redskins football game on his big screen TV the following Sunday. Being a huge Skins fan, I jumped at the chance and arranged to meet him at his house at 12:00 sharp so we could catch the pre-game show on ESPN!

I should have known something was up when the beer and snacks were flowing freely and more and more of my friends started showing up “unexpectedly”. The Skins were crushing the hated Cowboys and I was getting totally trashed. At the end of the game I was much too drunk to drive and was sitting in a big soft armchair when a beautiful woman in a trench coat walked in. I wasn’t too drunk to see what was coming, but I was too drunk to stop it. She whipped off the coat and underneath was dressed (kind of) in white bustier, stockings, thong and spiked heels.

As she danced in front of me taking off her bustier, I tried to get up and leave, but several of my friends held me down and I was helpless to move. Two more friends pulled my pants down and the stripper climbed up into the chair until she was sitting on my lap.

As much as I wanted to leave, I began thinking with my small head and when the stripper started rubbing up and down on my penis, I stopped offering even token resistance. Eventually I couldn’t help myself and began thrusting my hips so I was rubbing my throbbing cock against her silk thong and was soon on the verge of coming. She leaned over and began rubbing her magnificent 36C breasts into face. This was all too much for me and with my friends standing around cheering I shot the biggest load of my life all over the stripper. Unfortunately, just as the last of my load was dripping down the strippers’ stomach, my fiancé Sharon walked in.

When I looked up and saw the look on her face, I knew I was in the biggest trouble of my life. As Sharon turned to walk out, I pushed the stripper off my lap and tried to run after her. Unfortunately, between my drunken condition and my pants down around my ankles, I tripped and by the time I got my pants up she was gone.

For the next several days I left numerous messages on Sharon’s answering machine, but she refused to accept my calls and would not answer the door when I went to her apartment. I was sure that the wedding was off, but didn’t know what to do.

Finally, she called me and said that we needed to meet to discuss this. I was so desperate I would have done anything to put our relationship back together and agreed to her meeting. I went to her apartment ready to make any compromise. You can image my surprise when I showed up and she was acting as if there was no problem. She said that she understood that I had been tricked into what happened and that after thinking things over she wasn’t mad at all. As a matter of fact, she said that in order to prove there were no hard feelings she wanted to have a party we could both enjoy.

I couldn’t believe my good fortune and she arranged to have a party the following Sunday at her place and invited all of my friends. At first it seemed like a replay of the infamous bachelor party. The Skins were kicking ass and the beer was flowing. After the game, I was sitting on the couch and when I looked up Sharon was coming out of the bedroom in a trench coat! She took it off and was wearing an outfit identical to the stripper. My fiancé is very attractive, she has great 36C breasts, a tiny waist and nice legs that come together at a clean shaven vagina. You can’t imagine my humiliation seeing her on display for all of my friends. I was also very surprised when I saw the stripper from the first party walk out behind her.

Sharon introduced me to Marcia and said that since I had gotten a chance to see her with no cloths on, it was only fair that she get to see me with no cloths on. . Drunk as I was I tried to get up off my chair and two of my friends grabbed me and tied to the chair I was sitting in. As I sat there helpless my other friends pulled my cloths off and I was left there with my dick on display for all to see.

Marcia walked up behind me and began to message my dick. Sharon said that I had one chance for her not to take her cloths off for everyone. She was going to start a striptease and would stop when I came. With that, she began to walk from man to man, rubbing her tits and thighs and get everyone horny. Marcia was purposely stroking my dick too slowly and holding it too lightly to let me cum. After several minutes Sharon said that it was obvious that I wanted her to take something off and to the delight of the crowd, she exposed a single breast.

As humiliated as I was, my erection got even larger which did not go unnoticed by my friends and fiancé. She said that it looked like I was enjoying this and reached up and took her bustier off. When her 36C’s were let free for the whole room to enjoy, a cheer went up. She said that I could stop this at any time by cumming. She also said that if I didn’t cum soon that she would have to start giving lap dances.

Although I was trying desperately to cum, Marcia was apparently an expert at keeping a man on the edge for a long period of time. Being tied to the chair didn’t help. I was trying to strain to make myself cum, but with very little movement available, I was not very successful.

Sharon lay on the couch posing this way and that. She pulled her thong aside to let everyone have a good look. I was totally humiliated to have all of my friends see her beautiful pussy. She sat on the couch and pulled her legs up to her chest while she rubbed her pussy for all to see. She looked like she was really getting into this.

After a few more minutes, she declared since I still hadn’t cum that it was time for a lap dance. She went over and sat on my first friends lap facing him. She pulled his dick out of his pants and began rubbing up and down against her silk thong while leaning over and letting him rub and lick her nipples. They were bouncing so hard that his dick slipped behind the thong and was rubbing directly against her pussy. He finally shot his load all over her stomach and she got up and asked who was next.

She walked right up to one of my friends who was sitting on the coach and sat on his lap facing him. She started to grind against his crotch and he started to grind back My fiancé looked over and said that I had better get comfortable because it looked like it was going to be a long afternoon. She intended to give every one of my friends a lap dance until I came. Although I was trying to cum so hard my face was red, Sharon broke up the room by saying that she thought I liked watching my friends cum on her. She pointed out that all I had to do to stop this was to cum and that with a beautiful woman stroking my cock, cumming shouldn’t be too difficult.

John, my supposed best friend, said he was next, but that he thought she should clean up before the next lap dance. Looking down at the huge load of cum dripping down her stomach to her pussy, she said that she thought that was a good idea. She walked over to me and told me that since this was my party, I could clean up the mess. When I looked at her questioningly, she walked up and rubbed her cum filled stomach into my face. I shut my lips tightly until I felt Marcia squeezing my balls. Sharon told me if I didn’t start licking, Marcia would squeeze my balls until they popped. As my friends looked on and cheered, I reluctantly began to lick the load of cum off of Sharon’s stomach and genitals.

When I was done, she hopped on to John’s lap and began to grind away. She then said that she really wanted to get this party started and pulled out John’s throbbing cock and wrapped her hand around it while she rubbed it against her thong clad pussy. After a minute she decided that the thong was just getting in the way and took it off. She was now naked except for her stockings and spike heeled shoes and rubbed his cock directly against her pussy. Despite my embarrassment, I was harder than I had ever been in my life. As she was rubbing, his cock accidentally slipped directly into her pussy and she began to ride his cock like there was no tomorrow.

At this point all of my friends began to take their cloths off and stood behind her in line. She called them over and began to service them three at a time. While she rode one, she would be jerking and sucking two others. Whenever someone came, they would shoot their loads all over her tits. This went on for several hours with some people taking several turns and when she was done she was covered with cum dripping down her breasts, out of her pussy and down her legs. All this time Marcia was slowly stroking my dick and whispering in my ear that it looked like Sharon was having a good time and that I must want her to keep fucking other men otherwise I would cum for her. Sharon finally came over and made me lick every drop of sperm off of her until she was as clean as when she started.

As a final humiliation she said that there was one more mess to take care of. She laid me on the couch in front of all of my friends and swung my legs above me head so that my cock was pointing directly at my face. Marcia then jerked me off right into my mouth and made me swallow every drop. I had been kept on the edge for so long that I shot squirt after squirt into my mouth until it began to run down the side of my face. Marcia scooped up every drop and made sure that I ate it all. As I lay on the couch mentally beaten and defeated, my friends got dressed and Sharon sent each of them off with a deep French kiss and stroke of their cocks.

When they were all gone, Sharon sent Marcia into the bedroom. She told me that if I ever cheated on her again I could expect more of the same. She then spent the night with Marcia while I slept on a wet couch that smelled like cum. When I woke up Marcia was gone. Sharon never mentioned what happed that night, but it has been the source of many a beat off session for me. Although I have been faithful ever since, what she has done is another story!

Hot Tub Surprise

My wife T and I have some friends that are going through a bit of struggle so to give the wife, Karen, a chance to vent and a shoulder to cry on T decided to invite her over for dinner one evening. T thought that an evening away without having to always be confronted by her husband would give Karen a chance to open up and see things a bit more clearly.

We had a wonderful steak dinner and had opened the third bottle of wine as we cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher when T suggested that we take our next glass of wine out to the hot tub. It was a nice fall evening with a temperature in the 50’s so it was almost a perfect setting to relax in the hot tub and enjoy the cool fall weather.

We usually get into the hot tub nude, but always have a supply of swimsuits around for when the kids and grand kids come around. T found something that fit Karen and we all moved out to the back yard and into the hot tub.

By now we were all joking and laughing about how relaxing this was and as the wine was having an affect on everyone we started to discuss Karen’s husband and their relationship. He was a rather pompous ass that was convinced he knew everything about everything, when in fact he couldn’t see the reality of life in front of him.

Karen made some comment about his self serving ways and when I responded that “he couldn’t find his dick with both hands” we all laughed and then she made the remark that he couldn’t find her pussy either! This quickly got T going as she asked Karen how long it had been since she’d had sex, and finally Karen admitted that it had been many weeks since they’d done anything, but what she missed the most was that it had been years since she’d gotten an orgasm orally her husband.

T quickly offered that I could fix that for her! I was shocked! I’m always trying to get my wife to show off or let other guys fool around with her body, but this was the first time she’d ever suggested that I do something.

Both Karen and I asked if she was sure about this, and when T suggested that Karen might like it since I enjoyed giving oral sex so much that it could be a real treat for her. See also said that she didn’t mind at all sharing me, and that she was willing to go first to show Karen how we’ve done it in the past while in the hot tub.

With that T stood up and started to peel off her swim suit and by the time she had taken it off and tossed it aside I’d already taken mine off as well. We both looked over at Karen as she just shrugged her shoulders, said why not, and peeled off her suit as well.

Normally this is where people who write stories tell you how the women had 38DD or 42D size tits…unfortunately that’s not ever close to reality…and all to often the 38DD tits come with a 42 D belly fat as well!

We were all in our mid 50’s and although none of us were overweight none of us still had the body of a 20 year old either. Karen was a bit thinner than T, and was much smaller up top as well. She wasn’t normally the type of woman that I would get excited about, but sitting in the hot tub with 2 naked women makes for an very different atmosphere that normal.

T and I often have had oral sex while using the hot tub, so we’ve got the positions all figured out by now. T had slide out of the water and was sitting on the corner of the surround with her legs spread wide. This is her favorite spot and she called me over and told Karen to just watch.

As soon as my lips and tongue touched T’s pussy I could tell that she was hot and ready to go. I wasn’t sure why she was so turned on, until she told me later that she was hoping she’d be able to get Karen naked so I could have a treat. It didn’t take more than a couple of minutes and T quickly squeezed my head with her thighs and held me tight as she enjoyed her orgasm. After another minute or two she let me go and slide down into the water in front of me. We kissed for a couple on minutes and then T turned and told Karen to take her place.

Karen slid around us and was soon sitting on the edge of the hot tub. As T moved to the side she told me to enjoy myself and do a good job on her friend. As I turned back towards Karen I was directly facing her pussy. Although this wasn’t something I had set up I still wanted to enjoy the opportunity and at the same time make it memorable for everyone.

I started to slowly lick Karen’s pussy from top to bottom and then back up and down again. I continued this several times before I reached out and took her hands and had her hold her pussy open for me as I tried to reach my tongue as far into her as I could. It was pretty obvious that she wasn’t going to last very long either.

She was starting to rub her pussy against my face as she continued to hold her pussy open for me to lick. I then moved up to her clit put two fingers into her cunt and started to alternate licking her clit as I pumped her pussy with first two fingers, then 3 and finally four. We settled into a nice motion as she rocked back and forth on my fingers and my tongue.

Everything was going great so I took my other hand and pushed my fingers up against her ass hole. I wasn’t sure what Karen would do but as soon as one finger started to slide into her ass she grabbed my hand and pulled it towards her. I managed to get two fingers in her ass, and had four in her pussy, as I kept licking her clit. It didn’t last long as she very quickly grabbed my head and held it still as her pussy and ass started to twitch and spasm.

After a few moments she pushed me away and with a quiet thanks slipped back into the water. T suggested that now it was my turn to get out and sit on the edge of the hot tub. Since I was about ready to explode I didn’t need any more encouragement than that.

I quickly moved up out of the water as T started to suck my cock as she’s done so many times in the past. She was doing her best to prolong my orgasm since she would stop and start and nibble a little instead of just getting to it and sucking me off. I was wondering why she was doing this but when she turned to Karen and asked her to finish me off I realized why she had been delaying my orgasm.

Karen asked T if she was sure, and then asked me if I was ok with it (a dumb question) and after we both said yes T and Karen changed places. T didn’t move too far away as she wanted to have a good view of what was happening. As Karen moved between my legs and grabbed a hold of my cock I knew that I had no hope of lasting a long time.

To my surprise Karen didn’t waste any effort but simply opened her mouth and sucked in my cock. I was surprised that within three or four strokes she had managed to swallow my cock completely! This woman must really have a big mouth or no gag reflex at all as every time she went down on my cock her nose would bury itself into my pubic hair. She was deep throating me more than anyone ever had in the past. I keep thinking was a jerk her husband must be that he’s not taking advantage of his cock sucking wife all the time!

I was determined to make this last as long as possible, but determination and reality don’t always match and too soon I knew that this blow job would end. I grabbed Karen by the head on her way down and held her there as I managed to unload as deeply into her throat as I could. I should add that I didn’t have to do much holding at all as she tried to swallow and much of my cock and cum as she could as the same time.

After I let go of her head she continued to hold her position as I could feel her throat try and swallow my cum and breathe through her nose at the same time. It wasn’t until I started to soften up that she let go and I settled back into the hot tub.

Karen was wiping a bit of cum off her lips as T and I snuggled in the hot water. We all took turns thanking each other for the fun evening, and T reminded us both that this kind of behavior won’t happen again unless she’s around to plan it and participate.

I told her that sounded more like an offer than a threat and she told me to just wait and see what might happen.

College Girls Level 1

As a new college professor, I was still getting used to being back on a campus. I had spent a few years after graduating in private industry before deciding to go back for my doctoral studies. During those studies, I knew that my calling lied in teaching and started looking for a university position. I certainly enjoyed the academic portion of my profession, but seeing the beautiful young coeds prance around campus was a big bonus!

I first met Lori at teacher/student interviews after the first week of classes. She was in one of my larger philosophy classes, so I hadn’t noticed her sitting in the back. We talked for nearly two hours and got along famously. I was intrigued by her playful yet intelligent demeanor and how engrossed she was in the conversation. Mature beyond her years, Lori talked about everything from school to hobbies to the sorority she had joined last semester, when she was still a freshman. Now that she was an “upperclassman,” she was thrilled to have a “little sister” that was pledging the sorority.

Of course, much of my interest in Lori was based on her looks. A stunning 19-year old sophomore, she reminded me of one of my favorite old-school porn stars, Lexus Locklear. Lori wore extremely short jeans shorts that exposed her long, tan and shapely teen legs. The green Abercrombie & Fitch tank top hugged her well shaped breasts. I could see the straps of a purple bra underneath and was sure that it contained some of the finest tits on campus.

Lori ended up being one of my most enthusiastic and successful students. We talked after class for a few minutes at least once a week, but always about academics. Of course as much as I wanted to get in her pants, I still had to abide by the college’s student/teacher relationship clause. I was also sure that she got plenty of attention from the boys on campus and had no interest in a professor 10 years her senior. It wasn’t until I ran into Lori and her little sister, Erica, at a bar on Friday night that I even thought about the possibility of sex (ok, I had thought about it numerous times, but not seriously!). Being there with several of my colleagues, though, I knew that I couldn’t act on my beer-induced desires.

Lori saw me from across the bar and came over to introduce me to Erica. Erica was a freshman engineering major, not normally the educational discipline for Tri-Delt sorority girls. She was, of course, the hottest engineering student I had ever laid eyes on. A delicate brunette, she was a shy stunner with pale skin, freckles and a fabulous figure shown off in a flouncy pink miniskirt and a white mid-riff top. I checked out her incredible legs and saw that she was wearing a pair of 4-inch white heels with straps that ran up her calves. A very well-coordinated outfit, it was just a little trampy too. In fact, with her back to me, I almost thought that her skirt was short enough that I caught a glimpse of the cheeks of her ass.

Despite holding up a conversation, my mind was thinking solely about how hot Lori looked. She too was dressed in sorority-girl uniform: jeans micro-mini skirt, tight black shirt that showed a lot of cleavage and a little bit of mid-riff, and black strappy heels. The heels looked so good on her french-manicured feet…I imagined how they would look on either side of my head!

As I snapped back to reality, Erica was asking about the other classes that I taught. It sounded like she was burned out by the heavy engineering workload and wanted to take an elective course next semester. Halfway through the conversation, a new song started up on the dance floor and Lori pulled Erica behind her to dance. They looked extremely hot dancing together, occasionally touching one another on the arm or holding hands. I knew that they were there to pick up frat boys or football players, so I reluctantly turned back to the conversation with my less-interesting colleagues.

After another hour or so, we’d had about enough and decided to leave. As we said farewell to one another in the parking lot, I realized that I’d left my credit card with the bartender. I went back inside to retrieve it and was met by Lori coming off the dance floor.

“I saw you leave and thought you weren’t going to say goodbye,” she said with a fake pout.

“I’m sorry, I thought you were off dancing with your friends,” I replied. “I enjoyed talking with you tonight. Will I see you in class on Monday?”

“What, you can’t leave, yet!” she shouted over the music. “The party hasn’t even started!” She had a gleam in her eye that more than intrigued me. She grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the dance floor and the thumping music.

I looked around, feeling guilty about the student/teacher fraternization issue, but realized there wasn’t any other faculty there and most of the college-age students there had no idea I was Lori’s professor. She spun around and started dancing and I was amazed at how hot her body was. I truly saw the image of a naked Lexus Locklear standing in front of me and was jealous of the frat boys who had had a chance to explore her firm young body.

After only one or two songs, Lori was moving closer and closer to me, at several times grinding against my obviously rock hard dick. I finally got the courage (perhaps it was the beer) to slide my hands to her hips and pull her into me. She grinded hard backwards and I even let my right hand slip over her flat, smooth tummy, sliding one finger into the waistband of her hip-hugging miniskirt. She started thrusting back with the beat of the music and it felt like we were almost having sex right there on the dance floor. After having spent my twenties in relationships with well-developed women, Lori felt unbelievably slender and petite. I put both hands on her hips and wondered what it would feel like to have her naked in that position and fuck her doggy style.

I spotted Erica across the room, dancing with a frat boy. He looked to be about her age, an 18-year old pledge from Alpha Chi, the Tri-Delt’s brother fraternity. They were locked together in embrace, dancing hard to the music. I watched as the guy slipped his hand underneath her skirt and cupped one ass cheek, pulling her against him even harder. I was sure that Erica would end up going home with this lucky young man. Meanwhile, I was contemplating my chances of bedding Lori and wondering if I should even risk my job over such a hottie. My brain was undecided but my dick was definitely in favor of taking her back to my house.

She turned around, kissed me, and said,” let’s get out of here.” I wasn’t going to argue.

As we gathered our things, Erica rushed over from a gathering of their sorority sisters. “No luck tonight,” she told Lori. “Can I get a ride back to the house with you?”

“We’re actually headed over to Mark’s house,” she said, smiling devilishly at me. “You should come with us rather than going back to the house alone.”

Initially, I was bummed that this freshman might break the trance that Lori and I were sharing. My worries disappeared, though, when the two drunk girls leaned in and kissed each other, tongues visibly wrestling. My heart nearly skipped a beat at the sight, especially noticing that Erica had a blue and white metal tongue stud. Many young girls these days have their tongues pierced, theoretically as a fashion statement. Most girls probably knew that they brought intense pleasure when giving head, either to a male or female partner. One of my dreams had always been to cum on a pierced tongue and I was going to make sure that that dream came true tonight!

The girls both hopped in the front seat of my pickup truck and we were all smashed in pretty tight. Neither of their short skirts did anything to hide their shapely long legs. That didn’t seem to bother them since their hands started to roam over each others legs and under one another’s skirt. I couldn’t believe my luck and drove quickly to the house, enjoying the show along the way.

We hurried into the house and barely got the door closed before both teens were on their knees in front of me, fishing out my prick and sucking it down. They took their time sucking and licking, kissing each other around my cock. The sight of Erica’s tongue stud under my dick nearly made me come, but I forced myself to hold on and wait until I got to fuck at least one of them.

I looked down at the girls, both sets of eyes locked onto mine while they sucked away. They both had beautifully manicured fingernails and Lori had one hand pumping the base of my dick while Erica sucked away at the head. I noticed that they both had a hand jammed inside their panties, feverishly frigging their pussies. It’s of course satisfying to know that the girl sucking you off enjoys it so much that she wants to masturbate herself at the same time. The thought of two girls doing this to me simultaneously almost made me come again.

To avoid ending the party too soon, I pulled them off my dick and finished undressing myself, eagerly looking forward to finding out what was under their cute little skirts. I told Lori to get up onto the couch and spread her legs open for me. She didn’t resist in the least and plopped down on the couch. She held her long legs up straight up in the air, ankles crossed just below the slutty black heels she wore, and then spread them straight out to the side. She must have been a cheerleader or gymnast in high school because of the flexibility and grace of the move. Her jeans mini-skirt migrated up to her waist, exposing a tiny, but ornate, pair of black lace panties. They were extremely low-cut to match the hip hugging skirt. It was readily apparent through the flimsy material that her pussy was fully shaved.

I got down on my knees next to the couch, pulled aside the front of her panties with one finger, and began to feast on the sexiest pussy I had ever laid eyes on. I was surprised when Erica kneeled next to me and ran her hands up and down Lori’s smooth legs, holding them back for me while I continued to eat her out. Lori was on another planet from all of the pleasure, but Erica began whispering dirty suggestions into my ear, far too naughty for an 18-year old college freshman. Without a doubt, Erica had been the high school slut who’d had no inhibitions. Whether or not she’d ever double-teamed a guy before remained to be seen, but she gave a double blow job like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Lori brought her legs together and Erica leaned in and grabbed the waistband of her panties, pulling them off to reveal a tiny g-string. Erica leaned back in and began to tongue the bald cunt in front of her. As I saw her tongue stud graze against Lori’s beautiful pink pussy, my dick got harder than it had ever been. It felt like it must have doubled in size from the erotic sight before me. Ready to try out one of these young pussies, I positioned myself behind Erica and flopped her flouncy pink skirt up over her back to reveal a matching pink Victoria’s Secret V-string. I pulled the lace panties down to her knees and she lifted each one for me to remove the lingerie. I put my fingers on the straps of her shoes to remove them when Lori cautioned me against it.

“She didn’t wear those fuck-me heels tonight just to have you take them off right before you fuck her. Now open up her little pussy and stick that beautiful cock in her tight little hole.”

Her filthy language spurred me on. I lined up behind Erica again and grabbed her slender little ass cheeks. I spread them apart to reveal another shaved, freckled pussy. Because of her light complexion, it looked so innocent, yet so dirty. I gave her pussy a couple of licks and then her bare ass-hole and then slid my prick straight into her. I pounded her into Erica’s snatch, eliciting moans from both girls. The sight before me was incredible. No matter how great it felt to fuck this little red-head, the object of my desire for weeks lay straight ahead of me with her legs spread and miniskirt around her waist. She had taken off her shirt and bra, exposing her oversized, but firm, tits. She was staring straight at me and intensified the feeling of being in her little sister’s pussy.

I was definitely ready to fuck Lori. Erica pulled off my dick and then finished taking her clothes off, leaving on her sexy heels. She laid against the corner of the couch and slid Lori over to between her legs. The thought of those two, wet and shaved pussies being so close together gave me goose bumps. Erica grabbed Lori’s legs and spread them back apart for me, inviting me to fuck her friend. First I dangled my prink in front of Lori’s mouth and she inhaled it, vigorously cleaning off Erica’s juices. As I entered Lori, I thought about the fact that we weren’t using condoms, but I figured such talented and experienced sorority girls were probably on the pill. Plus, I didn’t have any intention of coming in their pussies. I was saving that for Erica’s tongue.

Lori’s legs were still in a ‘v’ while I fucked her. Erica’s french-manicured fingers roamed all across her tan body. She cupped Lori’s breasts and caressed across her incredibly flat stomach. They worked their way down to Lori’s pussy, frigging her friend off while I plunged in and out of the tight channel. It proved to be too much for Lori as she screamed out in orgasm.

I’d had more than enough stimulation, too. Despite wanting to prolong the pleasure forever, the sexy outfits, the almost non-existent lingerie, the ‘fuck-me’ heels, the hard bodies, the perfectly-shaved pussies, the double blow job, and fucking both girls tight holes pushed me over the edge. The girls were in the perfect position for a facial, but I was unsure how these young girls would react. The lure of Erica’s tongue stud was too much to resist, though, so I pulled out and leaned in toward their faces. Both girls instinctively stuck out their tongues as I stroked my cock and exploded over their upturned faces. After giving each girl a couple of pulses on their face, I aimed directly for Erica’s pierced tongue. The sight of me stroking myself into the mouth of an 18-year old with a tongue stud was incredible, and I actually started to come again, leaving plenty of ropes for Lori’s porn star-perfect tits. I finally came down from the best orgasm of my life and sank to my knees in exhaustion.

The girls decided to spend the night and we woke up in the morning for another round of amazing sex in my bedroom. I wasn’t sure what would become of Lori and I, but I was certain that I wanted to see her again, the risk to my job be damned!

The Office Slut

“Yes? What is it, Miles?”

George Peterson looked up from his lunchtime crossword and glanced idly at Miles Slattery as he grinned at him around the office door. A few crumbs from his chicken sandwich had scattered over sixteen across; one of the many clues that George had still yet to solve.

“Have you seen her yet, boss?”

Miles was one of the younger members of George’s staff and could be a real pain in the ass at times. His light brown hair flopped fashionably over one eye and made George think that the young clerk needed a good haircut.

“Who are we talking about now?” George sighed expansively. He guessed that one of the girls from accounts or the computer room was now the current fixation of Miles and the rest of the young office males. All they ever seemed to do was think about sex these days, George pondered. It was a surprise that they ever got any work done – which Miles rarely did.

George looked at his young clerk and then back down at the crossword. He brushed the crumbs away from sixteen across and read: To pull and tug vigorously; four letters. He smiled to himself and wrote: j-e-r-k. Thank you Miles, he thought.

“The new temp.” Miles suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

“What?” George looked up a little confused.

“Come on, boss. Try and keep up! The new temp? In Frank Walker’s office? Have – you – seen – her – yet?”

George suddenly remembered what the conversation was about and knew that he was beaten. He pushed the newspaper to one side and threw his empty sandwich wrapper in the litterbin.

“Er, no. Why?”

“Oh man!” Miles enthused. “This one is a real cracker! Not so young, I suppose, but she’s a complete nymphomaniac!”

George was surprised that Miles even knew what the word meant.

“I thought you guys were only interested in leering at girls just out of high school,” George said. “What’s so special about this older woman?”

“You’re not listening, boss.” Miles continued becoming visibly more agitated. “This woman can’t get enough. We’re taking it in turns to go into her office at lunchtime and bang her. Also, we’ve got a hole made in the wall of the office next door so while one of us does the business, the others can watch! It’s Ray Hunter’s turn today. Come on, George, come and have a look!”

George knew only too well that if he chickened out on this, his life would be made a living hell for ages. The young studs of the office would get months and months of pleasure from reminding him of his failure to rise to this challenge.

If truth be told, George had lost interest in sex a few years ago. He was still capable, he knew – quite often he would develop an erection when passing a sexy looking woman in the street – but the desire had gone. It was his wife, Kay he felt sorry for the most; a few years younger than him, George was well aware that her desire for a physical relationship had not dwindled as his had – in fact, if anything, it had grown stronger. But Kay had been very understanding. She had not pestered him for sex or teased him about his lack of ardour. But then, while tidying the bathroom one day, George had found a long, realistic looking vibrator. He understood better then why his wife seemed as content as she was. He was happy that she had found an alternative arrangement.

“Come on, boss.” Miles called excitedly and broke George’s reverie. “We don’t want to miss anything!”

The though of watching Ray Hunter’s buttocks bouncing up and down between the legs of some poor unfortunate woman did little for George but he knew there was little choice. With a deep sigh he got up from behind his desk and followed his young clerk out of his office and along the corridor.

“Hey, guys,” said Miles as he ushered George into the small, dark office. “The boss is going to join us today!”

There were already three young men crowded into the office and they nodded greetings to George as he entered. George could see a small hole in the side of the wall that backed onto Frank Walker’s old office. He had no idea that his sick colleague had already been replaced by a temp.

“Come on, boys!” Miles joked. “Let old George have a look.”

“Ray is just about to go in.” Said one of George’s young staff as he was pushed towards the spy-hole. “She’s just sitting there waiting for him!”

As George obligingly positioned his eye against the small hole, his whole life suddenly changed. He had been a little apathetic about spying on another member of staff and had thought that he would have just a quick peek and then break the little group up on the pretext that they all had work to do. But now things were different. He now seemed to remember Kay saying something a few days ago about starting a new temporary job – but in his wildest dreams (or darkest fantasies) he had not the slightest idea that she was working here, in Frank Walker’s old office.

The sudden realisation that his staff had been discussing his own wife quickly dawned on him. But if he backed out now they would ask him for an explanation and George Peterson wasn’t sure that he had one. He wasn’t sure that he had any answers at all. He had no option but to keep his eyes glued firmly to the spy-hole.

As George continued spy on his wife, he heard the door to her office slowly open and the unmistakable sound of Ray Hunter’s familiar drawl as he entered.

“You been waiting on me, baby?”

Kay nodded wordlessly as her eyes peered up over the rim of her glasses. George thought that she looked a little flushed; excited. He watched as Ray sauntered – almost swaggered – towards the big desk and obscenely cupped his hand to the front of his suit pants.

“Or maybe,” he continued, “it’s this that you’ve been waiting for!”

George watched as Kay licked her lips appreciatively and nodded again. She didn’t speak. She didn’t need to; the look of lust on her face told Ray – and George – all they needed to know.

“It’s right here for you, sweetheart.” Ray said. “Just waiting for you. Come and get it.”

Even before Ray had managed to finish his sentence, Kay was up from behind her desk and dropping to her knees in front of the younger man. His zipper was down in a second and her hand was inside his pants, urgently working to free his member.

George was watching avidly. He could hear words of encouragement from the younger men behind him but he paid them no mind. He couldn’t have torn his eyes away from the sight he was currently looking at even had he wanted to. And he didn’t want to. Not one little bit!

As Ray’s suit pants and underwear hit the floor, Kay’s long, slender fingers immediately wrapped themselves around his hot shaft. Ray’s cock was almost immediately erect and Kay had only to tease the head a little and run her long fingernails luxuriously under his scrotum to see the hard, pulsating result.

“Yeah, baby. Suck on it!” Ray mumbled as he leaned back on the desk. “Take me deep in your mouth, slut!”

George blanched slightly as he heard his wife referred to in such derogatory terms but quickly realised that Ray was speaking the truth. Mrs. Kay Peterson was clearly the Office Slut!

Slowly, Kay’s head bent forwards. Her mouth opened wide as the trembling, pulsating head of Ray’s cock disappeared between her soft, painted lips. The young man sighed deeply as he felt the warm, wetness of her mouth enclose around him. His eyes closed and he leaned back, forcing a little more of his turgid weapon into the older woman’s willing mouth.

George’s mouth felt dry to the bone as he watched his wife expertly fellate the young executive. Her head was bobbing up and down slowly and gently and her fingers, still elegantly wrapped around the hard base of Ray’s shaft were twisting and pulling as she encouraged him to thrust deeper and deeper. George realised that he had been holding his breath and let out a wheezy exhalation. He knew that he was excited – he could feel the erection that had developed beneath his pants urgently pressing against the material of his shorts – and it was becoming very difficult to keep his breathing regular. He couldn’t understand why, at this moment, he wasn’t running into Kay’s office and screaming abuse at her and Ray. But he wasn’t. He wasn’t doing anything at all. Just watching.

Back in the next office, Ray was pulling Kay up onto her feet. As his penis slipped from between her wet lips it bounced back and slapped against the young man’s flat, muscular stomach. Kay gasped breath back into her lungs and stood up. Her hands were already busy unbuttoning her blouse and as the garment fell to the floor, she reached behind her and swiftly unclasped her lacy, white bra. Ray’s hands instinctively reached out and began to fondle the heavy orbs of her firm breasts. The nipples were already hard and swollen and as he rolled them between his fingers George heard his wife moan low in her throat and close her eyes. But Kay was clearly not about to stop her impromptu strip tease with just her blouse and bra. She looked a little disappointed as she disengaged Ray’s hands from her tits but seemed to put this thought far from her mind as she kicked off her shoes and unzipped her skirt. The panties followed quickly and she was about to roll down her black stockings when Ray’s voice suddenly stopped her.

“No, leave them on, baby. I want to fuck that sweet, sexy cunt of yours while your wearing those stockings.”

Kay smiled and, nodding, quickly changed positions with her young stud. Leaning back against the desk she spread her legs and planted both stocking clad feet well apart on the carpeted floor. George stared directly between her legs and was fascinated to discover that his wife had shaved her pussy completely bald. He wondered when she had done this and was surprised to realise that it had probably been several months since he had last seen her naked.

Ray moved swiftly in between Kay’s legs. His cock was hard and throbbing as he pressed the head against her pouting sex-lips. Kay’s hand moved down. She gripped the shaft firmly and pressed herself forward. George watched as inch after inch of the young man’s tool slipped easily into his wife’s hot, willing vagina.

The two coupled easily. George stared as he saw Ray’s large erection slide effortlessly into his wife’s pussy. It was completely obvious that she was already quite wet and as the young man began to pump himself steadily back and forth, Kay’s hand dropped between her legs and began to feverishly strum her visible and lust-swollen clit.

The sound of frantic coupling could be clearly heard through the thin, partitioned walls of the office. The rest of George’s staff were listening and quietly encouraging their colleague.

“Fuck her, man!” Said one.

“Do it, Ray. Make the slut come.” Another quickly commented.

“Yeah! Let’s hear the slut get off, Ray!”

George pressed his eye harder up against the spy-hole and swallowed audibly. Kay was now half sitting and half standing. One of her long, stocking clad legs was up and resting over Ray’s shoulder as he brutally thrust himself in and out of her dripping pussy. Her fingers were still busy on her clitoris and, as she received a series of long, deep lunges from Ray, George suddenly saw her entire body stiffen and her eyes close. A Long, deep moan escaped her lips as she climaxed and, amid quiet sounds of approval from the other men, George watched his wife’s body tremble and shudder through a clearly massive orgasm.

George could see that Ray intended to fuck the older woman right through her climax. She was obviously to be given no rest at all. His body looked a blur as he literally hammered himself in and out; thrusting his hard, swollen cock as deep into Kay’s pussy as it was possible to get. Kay grunted loudly every time the young executive’s tool bottomed out in her hole and trembled violently as a series of smaller orgasms rippled over her tight frame. It was also clear that Ray was approaching his own climax as beads of perspiration were breaking out on his forehead and the muscles in his arms and legs began to tense.

With what George thought was a display of amazing self-control, Ray suddenly pulled out of Kay’s pussy with a gasp. Her hole gaped as it was so abruptly vacated and her eyes clearly demonstrated disappointment.

But Kay was not to be disillusioned for very long, George realised. Ray grunted. One hand gripped his throbbing cock while the other almost dragged Kay down onto the floor. She fell to her knees a little surprised until she suddenly seemed to realise what was required of her.

“Get yourself over here!” Ray growled as he pulled her forcefully towards his twitching weapon. “I got a present for you, slut!”

George watched as the young man held on to Kay’s head with one hand while feverishly rubbing his cock with the other.

“Open you mouth, bitch. I’m going to cum!”

Kay obeyed without hesitation. As soon as her soft lips parted, Ray pushed his swollen cock between them. His cum started to flow almost immediately and as much as Kay swallowed and gulped on the hot, sticky issue, inevitable trickles began to ooze from the corners of her mouth and meander down into the deep valley between her breasts. The last thing George saw before he was pulled away from the spy-hole by Miles was his wife and her young stud collapsing exhausted and sticky onto the carpeted floor.

“Shit, George!” Miles complained. “You watched the whole thing. Nobody else even got a chance!”

“Er…well, yes,” George started. “But that’s because she’s …..”

He stopped himself suddenly. He certainly didn’t want any more information about him or his wife working it’s way through the office grapevine.

“She’s what?” Miles asked.

“Um….well….I expect she’ll be doing it all again tomorrow.” George finished with a relieved sigh.

“You bet she will!” Miles continued, smiling excitedly at his boss and winking. “And guess who’s turn it is then?”

George gasped involuntarily as he realised the significance of what his young clerk was saying. He hadn’t fucked his wife in so many months he almost wondered if he remembered how, but the aching erection still throbbing and pulsating in his underwear told him that he would manage somehow. Every office had one and this one was his! He was already looking forward to taking his turn with the office slut!

Shared Military Wife

I was just a young officer’s wife when Scott went through his initial training in the Army after he graduated from ASU ROTC as a second lieutenant. He found a small apartment off base and brought me out to stay with him. He had written and spoken on the phone with me about his new friend and fellow officer, Kenny. My husband joked with me about how large Ken’s cock was and that I should try it. The first weekend spent at our apartment and my introduction to his friend was awkward. Another round of beers was opened and my glass was refilled, and I saw Scott looking at Ken, who just winked. I had a feeling there and then that my tits would soon be out on display to all. Therefore, I decided to break the ice and jump right in.

“Well, can I see it?” I asked, as I took a long drink of my beer.

I was nervous and I really did want to see it. They laughed again and Scott said to Ken, “She does have a nice set of tits,” and then looked at me and smiled. “Show him honey!”

I looked at him, took another drink of my beer and my hands shook as I put the glass back onto the table. I smiled; it was a nervous smile, but I stood up, still smiling, fingers trembling as I lifted up the front of my top to reveal my red lace brassiere. I know I was blushing; I could feel my face go the color of the bra. They were looking at me, I was looking at them. My husband was smiling, no, he was grinning. I took the top off and stood there in front of them dressed in jeans and a bra. I tried to smile, but it was a nervous smile. I cupped my breasts as I looked at them and then I pulled the tops of my 36DD cups down to reveal my breasts. I knew my nipples were hard. I looked at them, Scott still grinning, and Ken with his eyes locked on my now semi naked breasts and hard ½ inch nipples.

“Not enough, Donna, take it off!” Scott said to me.

I looked at him, his face still held the grin. I shrugged my shoulders, reached behind me and unclipped the brassiere, letting it fall to the floor. I now stood there, facing them, topless with my breasts bare for their eyes. I needed another drink, so I reached down for my glass and drank the rest of the beer before replacing the now empty glass. I still stood there in front of them. The blushing had gone, the shaking fingers had gone, the nerves had gone. I smiled at them; my husband’s grin had been replaced with a broad smile, and his eyes sparkled with both pride and lust. I looked at him and then to Ken as I cupped my breasts. I ran my thumbs over my hard nipples as I sat back down and refilled my empty beer glass. As I reached for my top, I looked at Scott and he was still smiling, but also shook his head telling me not to put the top back on. I smiled as I took a drink from my glass. (I was mesmerized at the stare Ken was giving me from my nude display. My nipples were aching and tingling and I saw Scott’s hand go to his groin to adjust himself.

I knew then he was either getting hard or was hard. I wondered if Ken was getting the same way too. I wondered if I would ever get to see this apparent big cock of his. I also wondered what the hell I would do when I did see it, and where all this was going. I put those thoughts out of my mind as I cupped my breasts again, jiggling them as I let out a giggle for my admirers.

“Come on then, fair is only fair!” I said with a pout, as I ran my thumbs over my nipples again and then pinched them with my fingers and thumbs, making sure to make direct eye contact with Ken.

I was still wondering if I would get to see it, and then Scott turned to Ken and said, “Well, I guess she has a point” and he laughed as he stood up and unzipped his jeans.

I was so hoping that Ken was going to do the same. “Hey, that’s cheating; you told me I’d get to see Ken’s cock not yours!” I said, as I watched my husband take out his semi erect cock.

He just laughed as he held it in his hand, and as I reached for my top he sat down and said, “Okay, fair is fair,” and then looked at Ken giving him a wink.

Ken looked at me as he stood up, and already I could see the outline of his growing cock in his jeans and if that wasn’t a pair of socks down there, then he was indeed big. As he reached for his zipper, I reached for more beer, my throat was dry and I licked my lips after taking a drink. I licked my lips again as he reached inside. I squirmed as he pulled it out.

I said, “Fuck!” as I saw it and Scott certainly wasn’t lying; it was big, thick too. “Fuck,” was the only word I could say as he showed me just half of it, and it wasn’t even hard.

My eyes were locked on his cock. I felt my breathing increase, and although I didn’t want to, I couldn’t stop my fingers from playing with my nipples again. “Oh fuck!” was all I said when I saw him open his jeans and the whole length came into view. I’d seen big cocks, but only in the porn movies up to that time of my life, but never one in the flesh so to speak, and this one was all flesh and a lot of it too. My hands cupped my breasts as I stared at Ken’s monster. My fingers took hold of my nipples again. I looked at Scott; he smiled and nodded in the direction of Ken. I gave him a quizzed look for I wasn’t sure what he meant. He nodded again.

“Surely not; surely he didn’t want me to play with it did he?” I thought to myself.

We had dabbled in sex with friends and I had swung with my first husband, but we had only begun discussing an open-marriage recently. I reached for my beer glass again. I needed a drink and now I needed the glass refilled and reached for the nearly empty bottle that was now empty as I poured the rest of the contents into my glass. I took another drink and looked over at Scott. He was still smiling and his semi erect cock was still out of his jeans, as was Ken’s cock. I smiled at them both as I took another deep swig of my beer and put the glass back on the table. My nipples tingled as I took hold of them again. I knew that they were both looking at me, and I was getting a little more excited as I tugged on my nipples. I looked back at my hubby and he smiled as he took hold of his cock and began to play with himself, and that is when I understood his nodding.

He DID want me to play with Ken, and then the tingling increased once I understood that. I now wished I had a skirt on instead of these jeans. I pinched my nipples again as I looked at both cocks and smiled as Scott’s cock stiffened, and then looked at Ken’s cock again and his too was beginning to grow bigger. I couldn’t stop myself from tugging harder on my nipples, pulling on them and I was so wet now it was becoming unbearable. I just sat there, playing with my tits and nipples, watching two men, one a stranger, playing with their cocks. I was wet, very wet, soaking wet in fact. I looked at Scott, he made a motion with his eyes and mouthed what I thought was ‘undress’. I looked at him again, he mouthed the same word. I squeezed my nipples harder, almost letting out a squeal as my fingers tugged on them. I glanced down at ken’s hand that was now running very slowly over his cock. Ken was now very hard and I was very wet.

I stood up and felt their eyes following my fingers as I unzipped my jeans, and then the button holding them together. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and slowly peeled the jeans over my hips. Scott, of course, would have already known that I would be naked underneath my jeans. I was always naked underneath my outer clothes. I never wore any underwear except to work and church. This fact would soon come to Ken’s knowledge too as I slid them over my hips and then down my thighs. I heard an intake of breath and it wasn’t mine as the jeans fell to the floor. I kicked them off and stood there totally naked and feeling very hot and horny. I looked at Scott and smiled as I sat back down and picked up my glass to drain the last of the beer.

“We need some ‘Jack’ Honey,” I said to Scott as I placed the glass back on the table and watched him tuck his cock back into his jeans and stand up. I looked at Ken, well more at his cock, as I leaned back in the chair, spreading my legs as I did, and watched him watching me as my fingers ran up and down my very wet shaved slit. Scott came back with the ‘J.D.’ as my forefinger slipped inside my slit, burying it deep inside my pussy. My husband knows I get openly sexual when drinking whiskey. I didn’t stop fingering myself as he replenished my now empty glass; I was too busy looking at the monster growing and too busy thinking about it buried deep inside me. I watched Scott has he sat back down and his grin returned as he in turn watched me finger fucking myself. I then watched as he unzipped himself and took out his hard cock again. I smiled and smiled again when my hubby nodded in the direction of his friend. I knew what he meant and what he wanted me to do.

I stood up, licked my finger clean as I walked over to Ken and sunk to my knees and rested my hands upon his thighs. I looked at him and smiled as I lowered my mouth to the tip of his cock which he was still holding. As I took the head to the monster cock into my mouth, he thrust his hips upwards, driving his cock into my mouth. I reached up, tugged at the jeans and managed to pull them down to his ankles and then helped him out of them. His cock in my mouth throbbed and I wanted to feel that throbbing inside my very hot and wet pussy. His cock slipped from my mouth as I stood up and placed my legs either side of his thighs; his strong thighs. I took hold of his cock and guided him into my wet pussy. I moaned as I lowered myself onto him. It filled me, filled me wonderfully as I sunk onto him. I let out another moan as he grabbed my hips, slamming upwards, driving his thick hard cock deep and hard into me. I saw Scott stand up, remove his jeans, and move towards me holding his cock. I smiled as his cock brushed my lips; I let out a deep moan as I felt Ken’s fingers take my nipples as my mouth closed around my husband’s cock.

Ken slammed upwards, Scott thrust forwards; both were filling me to the hilt with their shafts. I moaned on Scott’s cock as I felt Ken’s fingers tugging and pulling on my nipples. I enjoyed the pain and pleasure, the exciting pain of having my nipples treated that way. I was enjoying a strange fat cock in my pussy and a hard cock in my mouth. I was enjoying his fingers pulling and twisting my nipples, his upwards thrusting of his hips that powered that big fat cock deep inside me. I enjoyed the throbbing cock of my husband in my mouth, cupping his balls wanting him to cum in my mouth. I didn’t have to wait too long for that to happen as I massaged his balls, and I knew he was close as he groaned out. I sucked harder; I let him fuck my mouth, letting him grasp my hair as he pulled my face down onto his cock; his cock that was ready to shoot his cum into my mouth.

I felt my own orgasm building as Ken continued to forcibly fuck me, the pain, the nice pain of his thick cock filling me, stretching me. My own body shook as I felt his cock hold there, clenching my muscles around it, pumping it as my juices began to freely flow over his cock and down the insides of my thighs. I had to let Scott’s cock go as the orgasm ran through me; I had to let out a scream as the flowing juices continued. Scott grabbed my hair again, pulling me roughly back onto his cock, growling at me, to me, telling me to suck it. He slammed his cock into my mouth and held my head still. I felt the pumping; I felt the warm fluids hitting the back of my throat, I had to swallow as fast as I could. I’d never known Scott to shoot that much before, he was flooding my mouth and I was struggling to swallow it all without spilling any. I didn’t stop sucking until I felt Scott push me away. I looked up at him as I swallowed the last drop and he smiled like a Cheshire Cat, knowing his young wife was being filled in both orifices.

Ken’s cock was pounding me so hard it was hurting, but the hurt was a pleasant hurt and one that I was enjoying and one that was so fucking close to bringing me off again. I was closer, he was close, I needed one more before he exploded, just one more, please, just one more. I slammed up and down, feeling the wonderful pain as he stretched me, as he filled me. “Pinch my nipples!” I uttered “Pinch my fucking nipples!” I moaned, and as he did, it sent me over the top and the orgasm hit me, ran through me. I let out a scream as I felt my juices flowing, my legs trembled, and my nipples ached. I sat there, tight on him, his cock buried so deep, so filling. He was close; I knew that as I got off of him and looked down at his cock, a cock covered in my juices. I sunk to my knees, took his cock in my hand and looked up at him, I smiled as my tongue snaked out, licking his shaft, cleaning his cock of my juices as my hand worked up and down on his cock.

I took the head in my pussy and winced as he tried to push his whole cock into my cervix. I worked with my hips and vaginal muscles and suddenly felt him hold my butt cheeks still, his cock worked faster and then I felt it, I felt the first stream, then the second. I milked his shaft eagerly, quickly not wanting to spill a drop. The third stream was followed by the fourth and last as I took his cock as deep as I could, clenching the very life out of it and his balls. I stood, still holding his cock in my womb and then turned to Scott and smiled. I sat back on the couch, my legs wide open, allowing my hubby to see his friend’s huge deposit leaking from his freshly fucked young wife’s vagina. I needed one more, just one more. I closed my eyes, held my pussy open and my fingers worked fast and furious on my clit, rubbing it hard as I bought myself to my final orgasm of the night in front of my two lovers.

I let out a big sigh, a sigh of happiness and contentment as Scott refilled my glass again. I looked at him and said, “When is Ken cumming back? Maybe we’ll invite a third friend!”

We all laughed and clinked glasses.

Riding The Subway

“Fucking son of a bitch!” I yelled as I clicked off my cell phone.

Sometimes having an old fashioned phone would be worth it, just for the satisfaction of slamming it down in someone’s ear.

Jason stood me up again to go hang with his “bros.” Well, it’s likely he wasn’t going to be getting a blowjob or laid by those bros. Hope he has fun with them.

I called up some friends and we arranged to go clubbing together. Several of them had just broken up with their respective partners, so we were ready to go out and have fun. Hopefully we got laid in the process.

I went to my closet, ripping out clothes and discarding them. I was going for a flat out sexy and slutty look. I was going to have fun, despite the asshole’s behavior.

I’m not a stunner. I don’t have a model’s body, nor do I have a face that stops traffic, but I get a fair amount of attention. I rarely buy my own drinks at the bar, and get enough offers for dancing to keep me having a good time.

I finally found an appropriate outfit. The top was a halter style with just a string to tie in the back. Anyone looking at me would know I wasn’t wearing a bra. The skirt was short, just past my rounded ass. And of course, a good old pair of “fuck me” heels. I decided to skip the panties. If I met someone I wanted to fuck, I didn’t want anything getting in the way. It would make bumping and grinding on the dance floor interesting as well.

I made my way to the subway to meet the girls at the club. It was a busy night. The cars were packed and I ended up standing. With people getting on and off, I was getting bumped into and almost fell. I reached up to hold the bar. This caused my skirt to ride up. If it swayed just right, a little glimpse of ass was visible. Knowing that people could see my ass got me a little excited. I don’t mind showing off. My as is one of my best assets.

The feel of the skirt swaying against my bare skin started my pussy twitching. Knowing that men were watching me and maybe even some women…. Well, it got the juices flowing pretty well. My nipples were hard nubs pressing against the fabric of my shirt. It was a fairly sheer material, so they were quite obvious.

As the train jolted to a stop, I felt someone push up against me. This was not unusual in a crowded car. However, I didn’t hear the usual “excuse me.” Instead, I felt a bulging crotch push against my ass. It felt like a decent sized bulge. When I didn’t push him off, his hands grabbed my hips, then snaked around to my front, up my chest, landing on my tits.

Oh damn, that felt so good. I was already tingling before he touched me. I ground my ass against his bulge, while thrusting my tits against his hands.

“You’re looking to get fucked, aren’t you?” I heard in my ear.

I responded by grinding on him some more.

His hands began their work on my tits. One hand massaged, while the other was pinching and rolling my nipple.

I moaned with delight. My body responded to his touch. The juice flowing down my leg was evidence that I wanted more.

I sighed with disappointment as one hand was removed from my tits. When I discovered that hand had been unzipping his pants, I gasped. I felt his hard cock press against me. Sliding it forward, he met my wet slit.

“Oh, that is one wet pussy,” he whispered.

I saw another man working his was toward us. Apparently we had attracted some attention.

I looked around, noticing various people watching. Some were pretending not to watch, others looked on in anger, and others were excited. I saw several men and women rubbing their crotches. I grew even more excited.

The second man stood in front of me, placing his hands over mine to hold me in place, then kissed me. My tongue mingled with his. I groaned as my first orgasm hit me. I was being double teamed and I loved it.

The man in front of me was in a well-cut suit. It showed off his muscular body. He removed his tie, using it to secure my hands to the pole.

The man behind me slid his hand to my pussy, beginning to play with my clit. The man in front of me began to suck my tits through my shirts.

I felt a third set of hands on my body. HOT DAMN!! I came hard all over the man’s fingers. My skin was sucked and stroked as I continued to cum. My moans were fairly loud by now. I didn’t care. Anyone could watch. There were probably several women jealous of what I was getting.

The man behind me managed to find a seat. He sat, pulling me on top of him. My hands were still attached to the pole, but the knot was just loose enough to slide down. The man’s cock slid easily into my cum soaked pussy. It was a full thick cock, stretching me slightly. As he stroked in and out of my slick hole, I felt my legs being spread. When I looked down, I saw a woman lowering her mouth to my pussy.

I had been with women a few times and found them to be damn good lovers. When dealing with the same sex, the partner knows what to do, because she knows what she likes. She teased my clit with just the tip of her tongue. Her head bobbed up and down to keep up with bouncing body as I was getting fucked. My tits jiggled with the motion.

The man in the suit stood next to me, undoing his pants and sliding his cock into my mouth. I had to turn my head to the side to fully take him in. I felt my top being untied and being lifted up. My tits were exposed and being worked by the man in the suit.

How could any woman not want this? Every part of me was being serviced. The woman between my legs was licking the cock as it stroked out of me, then licked my pussy as he stroked in. It gave me enough of a tease to keep me from cumming, yet allowing me to enjoy every bit of what was happening. Sensations were everywhere.

The man in the suit had a cock that fit my mouth beautifully. Just long enough to make me gag a bit, but not too much. I matched the rhythm on his cock to the cock pounding my pussy. Getting my pussy and mouth fucked at the same time heightened my pleasure.

When the woman moved her tongue and set to a full on attack on my clit, I felt my pleasure rise, and rise, and rise, until my pussy clenched around the man’s cock. She locked her mouth over my clit, continuing to tongue me while I rode out the waves of the orgasm. The man fucking my mouth was also pulling on my nipples, giving me a pleasure and pain sensation. With the three of them hitting every spot, the orgasm had just subsided when another one hit.

I cried out as my body was used in the most primitive fashion. I set out to be a slut, and that’s exactly what I was. Fucking three strangers on a subway, and I had a feeling we were far from done.

When the last orgasm faded, the man who had impaled me on his cock, lifted me off. I was surprised since he had not cum yet. His fingers went to my pussy, feeling how wet I was. He spread the juice backward, toward my ass, with the woman helping. Oh, my pussy was pulsing again. Two hands stroking my hot, wet pussy…. Oh… I was damn near cumming again.

The man leaned forward, saying, “You like a nice hard cock in your ass, don’t you?”

“Oooohhhh, yes,” I responded as much from his suggestion as the hands stroking me.

“Fuck my tight ass!”

He slid my ass slightly forward so it was at the edge of the seat.

He looked at the woman, “Open up that tight little ass for my cock.”

Her fingers played at my tight hole as her mouth returned to my clit. Her fingers slid in easily. I was so hot, ready for more. I needed a cock in my ass.

“Oh, you’re going to love this ass. She’s a tight one,” the woman stated.

“Plant that ass on my cock,” he told the woman.

She lifted my hips, guiding his cock toward my tight hole.

As the head played with my entrance, I let out a gasp. I know how large his cock was from fucking my pussy, but it’s different when entering a tighter hole.

I gasped again as he stroked in up to the head. My ass stretched to accommodate him. The woman licked my clit, diving a few fingers into my wet slit and giving me a good old fucking as the man worked his cock into my ass.

My clit was so damn sensitive, it made my ass loosen up, taking the man in.

The man in the suit pulled out of my mouth. He told the woman it was his turn. He stood in front of me, plunging his cock into my pussy in one swift stroke. For a moment he just held there. It allowed me to feel both cocks filling me at the same time. I had never felt such ecstasy.

Their strokes were slow at first. Increasing as I adjusted to take them more fully.

“Oh yes! Fuck me. Your cocks feel so good!” I cried. I was not quiet. I didn’t care who heard. My pleasure was my only care.

I felt the woman place her hands on me. The touch alone made me shudder. My excitement was heightened by the public setting, the multiple partners and the double fucking. Everything felt better, and far more intense. The woman played with my nipples. At first she was gentle, simply caressing and rubbing. She increased the pressure, leading to pinching and pulling.

“Oh yeah, cum baby. You know you want to cum and squeeze those cocks,” the woman whispered to me.

She trailed her mouth over my exposed skin. She alternated between her tongue and her lips.

The men increased their pace, nearly pounding in my holes. I could no longer hold back. My pussy and ass clenched around the cocks in me. The woman pushed her hand to my clit, rubbing it as I came. My body convulsed, spasms hitting me hard.

“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum,” the man in front of me said.

“Cum on those pretty tits of hers,” the woman instructed.

The man pulled out of my pussy, his hot cum splashing on my chest. Moments later, the man in my ass pushed me forward, his load landing on my ass. My own juice flowed down my legs.

The woman spread the men’s cum across my skin. She took the seat that the man had vacated. Her skirt lifted, showing me the patch of material that covered her own pussy.

“Eat me,” she stated simply as she pushed my head between her legs.

Covered in cum, I squatted in front of her. She pulled her panties to the side, giving me full access to her center. As my tongue lapped at her clit, the men untied one hand, allowing me to touch her. The woman’s pussy was as wet as my own. I tasted her sweet nectar as I dove my tongue deep into her hole.

The men stood on either side, fingering her nipples. She gave little thrusts up against my mouth; squirming as I happily lapped her snatch. With my free hand, I explored her hole. My fingers slid in so easily. I pumped them into her slickness as my tongue continued to pleasure her.

I locked my mouth over her clit, sucking and nibbling the engorged nub of flesh. I continued until she yelled, “Oh fuck yes! Eat that pussy. I’m going to cum!”

My mouth slid slightly down, allowing me to tongue her hole as her cum flowed. My face was flooded, glistening.

I continued pumping my fingers with my tongue running across her skin until the orgasm subsided. She released my head, bending down to kiss me.

I stood, wondering what was coming next. The man in the suit reached around my body, retying my top. My skirt was smoothed back into place. My last hand was untied.

We stood in a foursome, groping and stroking each other until I reached my stop. When I exited the subway, I was covered in cum and happily fucked. When I reached the club and met my friends, I gave them a brief synopsis of the events, telling them, “I’m covered in 3 types of cum besides my own. You girls have some catching up to do.”

We headed to the dance floor, bumping and grinding with men and women, getting ready for the rest of the events of the night.

Adult Bookstore

I walked into the adult bookstore as usual, hoping to find an interesting encounter but so often disappointed. It was Saturday night about 11:45 p.m. and the parking lot had a dozen cars or so. I got tokens from the clerk and headed back to the video booth area. On my way back to find a booth I caught a glimpse of a petite blonde in cut off jeans, a blouse and high heel “come fuck me ” shoes already watching a movie with her boyfriend/husband. They were hugging closely in the booth and I could see she was stroking his cock. I went into the booth across from them so I could keep an eye on the action. I started to watch some movies which only made me more horny. I could see him playing with her ass and tits. I was very nervous about exposing myself to her so I just watched for the next 15 minutes. They kept fondling each other and I was hoping their play would get more nasty. She turned around a couple of times and caught me staring at them. One time she smiled back at me and pursed her lips like she was blowing me a kiss.

They then left the booth and started back to the main area of the store. I followed a few seconds later and her friend went into the bathroom leaving this pretty woman alone in the store. She was standing by the wall that showed all the movies being played in the video booths. I couldn’t take my eyes of her short shorts. They showed off her beautiful legs and high heels perfectly. I walked up next to her and knelt down as if I was looking at the videos on the bottom row. My heart was pounding when I moved my hand to my right and brushed her leg with my hand. She didn’t flinch as I touched her so I tried again but this time I stroked her inner thigh which was exposed because of her short jean shorts she was wearing. She looked down and smiled at me. I stood up and pointing to a movie box I asked her if she had seen this movie. She said “no”. I asked her if she would like to watch it with me. She nodded yes. She handed the store clerk a newspaper and told him to tell her boyfriend who was in the bathroom that she wanted him to buy that paper for her and that she would be right back.

We headed to the video booth in the farthest back corner of the store and I put some money in the machine to start the movie. As soon as I did, this dream girl kissed me on the lips hard and reached down to my crotch. I grabbed her crotch and we both rubbed eachother feverishly. I pulled her in tight and grabbed her tight little ass that felt so good in those jeans. I quickly undid my zipper and my cock sprung out as hard as ever. Without even a word she went right down to her knees and started sucking me right there in the booth. She was very good at giving blowjobs and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came. I reached down and undid her blouse to expose her little titties. They were small but perfect for her body size. The thought of this perfect stranger sucking my dick was more than I could stand. The way she used her lips and hands around my shaft was beyond compare. Watching the movie playing on the screen and getting a great blowjob was a long time fantasy. I couldn’t believe it was actually being played out this night at the bookstore. I was so hot and horny that within minutes I shot my load in her mouth. She took it all without even flinching. She eagerly sucked and swallowed like she was enjoying this as much as I was. A small smattering of cum landed on her chin as she looked up at me and she put it back into her mouth not missing a drop with her finger and swallowed that too. She stood up, tucked in her blouse and left the booth. By the time I dressed myself and went out to the main store area, her and her boyfriend were gone. I never saw them again but what a great memory.

Dancing Girls

I moved out of my parents’ house when I was nineteen. My best friend Carl and I got a two-bedroom apartment together and agreed to share expenses. Up until, and right after we moved we talked endlessly, fantasizing about all of the adventures we would have at our new pad. We talked about swapping women, sharing women, orgies and everything else that can be imagined by horny, nineteen year-old guys.

About two months after getting settled in, we both became anxious to experience at least one of the escapades we had foreseen. We paced back and forth in the apartment plotting and complaining. We finally decided that purchasing new fuck flicks would at least settle us down for a little while. We found a good movie store and carefully picked out one movie each. When we got home we immediately put in one of the movies, Carl’s choice, I think. After a few minutes Carl asked me to leave the room so he could masturbate. I definitely understood his need to stroke after watching some of the movie he had picked out, so I exited the living room and went to my room. I picked up a book and began reading when the phone rang. Carl talked for at least thirty minutes. I finally came out of my bedroom when Carl hung up the phone. He had a devious look on his face. I knew he was going to tell me something good. All I could think of was group sex. Carl smiled at me and said, “Melina wants to practice her new dance routine at our apartment and get our opinion.”

Carl had known Melina since high school when they used to date off and on. She was kind of sleazy, she had a low self-esteem, she was a titty dancer. I told Carl I was most definitely game as my cock partially hardened. The rest of the day expired, night fell, and late finally came. I was tired of waiting for Melina to show up and I knew it was too good to be true anyway so I went to bed. Before I knew it Carl was waking me up saying “she’s here…and she brought a friend”. I sprung out of bed and immediately looked in the mirror to make sure I didn’t look too asleep. I combed my fingers through my hair, threw on that day’s clothes, from the floor, and went into the living room. Carl had one of our new movies playing with the sound muted and Melina’s dance routine music playing.

Melina’s friend, who’s name, I don’t think I was ever told (we’ll call her “Naughty”), was hot. She was not beautiful, she was kind of dirty, sexy. She had a great body and a sexy face, but she was kind of stinky looking, which really made me want to fuck her dirty. She said “hi, you’re Darren right, I came to watch too”. Melina instructed us to all sit on the couch. When she got her tape to the right song she began her routine. She did the typical titty dance routine, pushing her ass out, rubbing her breasts, and looking at us with permissive eyes. After she gave her routine one go around and she received our approval she began giving us lap dances one by one. I was first. Melina stood over me, her nipples erect, and let her hair drape over my face and chest. I felt her soft tendrils against my skin and stared at her breasts and navel. My cock was bulging and she didn’t hesitate to make sure I knew she saw the tent that was forming on my pants. She moved to Carl then, giving him the same treatment. When everyone was paying attention to Melina’s lap dance for Carl, I began rubbing my cock through my pants. Melina lingered at Carl for a while really giving him the deluxe version.

Finally it was “Naughty’s” turn. Melina’s friend’s eyes lit up as she anxiously received Melina on her lap. “Naughty” leaned back against the couch and welcomed Melina’s seductive parade. Melina straddled “Naughty’s” lap and teased her mouth with her tongue and lips. Melina’s nipples were swollen red and she looked anxious to please and a little frustrated. I could tell Melina wanted to take “Naughty” without further hesitation and the only reason they weren’t girl fucking already was because Carl and I were there. Melina slid her hands across “Naughty’s” inner thighs, up just past the hem of her shorts. “Naughty’s” back arched and her breasts heaved forward revealing her supple profile. Carl and I made eye contact and exchanged nods of approval. I couldn’t believe these girls were petting in my living room. My heart pulsed quickly as I enjoyed “Naughty” and Melina and the fantasy they were fulfilling. By the time I got over the shock of the very idea of two sexy, titty dancing girls making out in front of me, I realized Melina and “Naughty” were not stopping. Melina was standing, facing away from the couch as “Naughty” encircled her within her arms from behind with her left hand massaging Melina’s pussy and her right hand kneading a breast, as she bit, sucked, and kissed her back, shoulders and neck. Melina’s head fell back, her brown locks covering “Naughty’s” face, as she purred deeply while welcoming “Naughty’s” flesh. Melina turned to face her. She dropped to her knees, nearly knocking over the coffee table. She struggled to free Naughty from her shorts while biting her stomach and panting. “Naughty” clawed Melina’s shoulders and pulled her hair as Melina finally managed to get “Naughty’s” shorts down to her ankles. Melina did not wait to remove “Naughty’s” panties, she pulled the front of them aside exposing her clean shaven, agitated mound. “Naughty” struggled to force Melina’s face between her thighs but Melina grabbed her wrists and teased her with her tongue. “Naughty” let out a muffled scream as she gritted her teeth and pushed her soaked baldness against Melina’s face. Melina, though enjoying the torture she was administering, became bothered herself and couldn’t refuse herself the pleasure of tasting “Naughty”. She buried her face between “Naughty’s” welcoming thighs and frantically sucked her pussy. Shortly after “Naughty’s” shorts fell I removed my cock from my pants and established a steady rhythm, taking in the sounds and sights Melina and “Naughty” were blessing us with.

Carl also flogged his cock as he looked on with disbelief. Before I knew it “Naughty” and Melina were fully bare and laying on the floor writhing with pleasure. They laid on their sides, facing each other, their legs tangled and their bloated clits pressed together, all four of their legs quivering as a result of the slightest movements. Carl had positioned himself about a foot away from them. He stood on his knees pulling his rod, not wanting to miss anything. I stayed on the couch, happy with my view, tickling my balls with my left hand while rubbing my tip with my right. As the girls repositioned themselves into a sixty niner “Naughty” lifted her head, made eye contact with Carl, and started giving her fingers a simulated blow job. After little hesitation Carl knee walked up to “Naughty” and put his prick right in front of her face. She took hold of Carl’s cock and stroked it as she lowered her head and ate Melina. As the girl’s sixty nined and Carl received the best hand job of his short sex life, I continued to tug myself, struggling to control myself to prevent an early end to this unbelievable experience. “Naughty” lifted her head again and took Carl in her mouth, all the way down to his balls. Carl’s stomach tensed, his head slammed back, and his mouth fell wide open as he immediately filled “Naughty’s” mouth with his seed. “Naughty” gulped a few times and shortly after, began French kissing Melina’s hole again.

I couldn’t take anymore. After seeing Carl fill “Naughty’s” mouth I had to get in on the action. I got off the couch and wiggled myself between “Naughty” and Melina. They welcomed me by stopping their activities and immediately concentrating on me. They were still in a sixty nine position, “Naughty’s” pussy was at my face and Melina was spooning me. “Naughty” promptly sucked my cock into her mouth and swallowed me, practically taking my balls in too. I felt her teeth graze the sides of my dick as Melina bit and sucked the back of my neck, sat up and took my nipple into her mouth, gently nibbling and tonguing it. When the shock wore off I smelled “Naughty’s” moistness and immediately filled my mouth with her stinky pinkness. I was oblivious to everything other than the sensation of Melina’s prodding tongue all over my upper body, “Naughty’s” dripping pussy in my mouth, and her skilled mouth and trained throat all over my veiny piston. “Naughty” and I matched rhythm, pumping each other’s faces simultaneously as Melina stood on her knees, alternately licking us both all over. “Naughty’s” legs were like a vice on my head as hot orgasmic drool ran from her twat. I removed my mouth from “Naughty” concentrating on the pleasure she was conducting on my cock only to notice that Carl had gotten it up again and was poling Melina from behind, squeezing both breasts, his face contorted and his neck bulging. “Naughty” continued sucking me relentlessly, chewing and licking my cock as she fucked me with her throat. I watched Melina take Carl, I felt “Naughty” on my dick and I finally came. “Naughty” had seconds now as she swallowed my cum just as she had swallowed Carl’s earlier. I felt a muscle cramp in my lower back and in my right leg as I strained to experience my orgasm. Carl continued stabbing Melina from behind until he pulled out, slapped his thickness against her ass cheek and spilled his second load of the night.

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